MTL - Code Farmer Comprehension-Chapter 49 Kai Small Aoyama

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  Chapter 49 Back to Xiaoqingshan

   After a moment of silence, Zhang Deming said: "Give me the information."

  Seeing Zhang Deming's expression, Zuo Jiagu didn't intend to make trouble with the client at this time.

  He took out a stack of documents and placed them in front of Zhang Deming.

  Zhang Deming took the documents and asked, "How much?"

   "Three spirit stones, because Brother Zhang, you have already paid a deposit for two spirit stones, and now you only need to pay one more."

  Zhang Deming reached out and took out a spirit stone from his pocket, threw it to Zuo Jiagu, and said in a low mood: "You can leave now."

  Zuo Jiagu heard the words, but did not take any action.

  Zhang Deming raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at Zuo Jiagu and asked, "Is there anything else?"

  Although Zuo Jiagu didn't want to touch Zhang Deming at this time, he still said:

   "Senior Brother Zhang, because you bought 'oral materials', according to the regulations, I need to destroy this material after you read it.

   Oral materials are not allowed to leave anything related to the Ministry of Resources. This has nothing to do with the content of the materials. "

  Zhang Deming paused, did not speak, and buried himself in browsing the information.

   I don't know if I don't see it, but I was really shocked when I saw it.

   Lu Ze has really good contacts.

   What's more, after more than ten years of being an apprentice, relying on these contacts, and what can only be regarded as a good background, this guy is really squeezing the rest of his fellow disciples all the time.

  When Zhang Deming browsed the status of the task, he couldn't help but smile from the bottom of his heart.

  What he wants, as long as he finds it.

  After Zhang Deming finished browsing, he looked up at the relatively quiet Zuojiagu beside him.

  During Zhang Deming's reading period, Zuo Jiagu felt that Zhang Deming wasted money and failed to achieve what he wanted, so he seemed very quiet.

   "Okay." Zhang Deming handed the information to the other party.

  Zuo Jiagu heard the words and said: "Brother Zhang is sure to finish reading, but I will destroy these things after reading."

  Zhang Deming nodded and said: "You can do whatever you want, so you don't want to see it off."

  Zuo Jiagu looked at Zhang Deming's depressed expression, stretched out his hand to hold the information, his spiritual power surged, and the information in his hand instantly turned to ashes.

   Immediately, he didn't stay any longer, and got up and left directly.

  Zhang Deming watched Zuo Jiagu leave, and the corner of his mouth raised a slight arc.

   "Law enforcement team? I don't intend to continue playing tricks with him, so what if he succeeds? I'll be locked up for a few years, fined to face the wall or something?

   Then it would be better not to waste that effort and not waste his three big spirit stones! "

  Get up to make breakfast, after finishing casting the spell, Zhang Deming left Qingyoutan directly with his heels trembling with light wings.

   Xiaoqingshan Miscellaneous House, since Zhang Deming left, there is still no change here.

  Many handymen are still working hard every day, trying to usher in the day when they will be promoted to the outer gate.

  The pace of life is still tiring and slow, with little contact with the outside world, as if isolated from the world.

  Zhang Deming came to Xiaoqingshan again. Although it has only been about a month, Zhang Deming feels that he has been separated from the life here for a long time, as if it is another life.

   After a moment of emotion, he avoided everyone's eyes and went directly to the outside of Feng Mingyou's small courtyard.

  Looking at the familiar courtyard, I used to think it was very good. Although it is not luxurious, at least the small courtyard is very elegant. Why do you think it is dilapidated now?

   Shaking his head, it seems that he is really different.

  Strengthened his legs slightly, and the mini light wings on his heels trembled. Zhang Deming directly climbed over the courtyard wall and jumped in.

"Who?"

  At this moment, Feng Mingyou, who had just returned home after eating breakfast, suddenly spoke.

   "Steward Feng, don't come here without any harm." Zhang Deming gently landed in the yard with a smile on his face.

  Feng Mingyou turned his head suddenly, and saw Zhang Deming was slightly taken aback, especially when he saw the mini light wings on his feet, he had a bitter expression on his face.

   "In just one month, it seems that you have learned the agility technique, one of the three basic techniques, and have advanced to the stage of proficiency in the manifestation of the technique rune.

   Then, the spiritual shield is probably not far away! "

  Hearing this, Zhang Deming smiled, and a transparent shield like an eggshell appeared around him, and the shield shimmered and disappeared.

  Feng Mingyou said in horror: "You have double spells again?"

  Zhang Deming ignored Feng Mingyou's astonishment, sat down in front of the stone table quite familiarly, and said, "Guan Feng, don't you want a cup of tea? I miss your spiritual tea very much."

  Feng Mingyou came back to his senses slightly, and said with a wry smile: "You have a talent like me, but you still lack a rough tea like me?"

  Although he said so, there was a distressed expression on his face, but Feng Mingyou didn't hesitate, turned around and entered the room, and brought out a set of tea sets in a short while.

   After a while, the faint fragrance of tea wafted away.

   "Please!" Feng Mingyou handed over the brewed tea.

  Zhang Deming took the teacup and took a sip, the slight bitterness and strong fragrance spread in his mouth.

   I have to say that Zhang Deming likes this feeling very much. If he doesn't have time, he might also want to practice this tea ceremony.

   "Guan Feng's skills have become more and more exquisite."

  Feng Mingyou looked at Zhang Deming and said, "You are indeed different."

  Hearing this, Zhang Deming smiled self-deprecatingly, and said, "Is Guanshi Feng saying that I don't want to drink anymore?"

   "Hehe, the point of having fun hasn't changed much." Feng Mingyou said with a smile.

   "Boss Feng, have you already started the tea ceremony?"

  Feng Mingyou heard the words, with a bitter and self-deprecating expression on his face, he said, "So what about getting started? Tai Chi is too far away from me.

  Not to mention other things, just talking about the hundreds of spiritual stones or contributions to the advanced stage, it is not something I can save, and I am still short of the boss. "

  Zhang Deming smiled and said: "Take your time, there is always hope."

  Feng Mingyou was slightly stunned, turned his head to look at Zhang Deming for a long time, and said, "I didn't expect you to come back.

   Now that he came back suddenly, he still climbed over the wall and entered.

   These days, I haven’t heard anything. There are rumors of a super genius in the outer door.

  Although I am closed here, if there is explosive news, there will be no news at all.

   I think you are still lurking like Xiaoqingshan!

  But after you entered the door, you quickly blew yourself up and shocked me.

   Now I am trying to ignite my promotion ambitions, this disposition, alas. I really hope to discover your hidden deep disposition earlier. "

  Zhang Deming smiled lightly and said, "Isn't it too late now?"

  Feng Mingyou took a sip of tea and whispered: "It's different, I think people like you and I understand that there is an essential difference.

  Sending charcoal and icing on the cake, others may be just a few differences, but for people like us, there is often a world of difference.

  It gives people a completely different feeling, doesn't it? "

   "Well, it's different, after all, friendship can be started by the question of interests.

  However, it is difficult for people to know from the very beginning that they are friends because of interests. Zhang Deming nodded.

  (end of this chapter)